SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

Love Me To win The Death

Love Me To win The Death

I may be rough inExpressing my loveMy ways to convey my love may be rude and crude, My heart is tender and softNot to bother about my wrds andnot to care on my dressThey can be changed in a minute abdthey will be changed by your single sightMy hut may be small and dustythere I will fetch everything for youI will give you moon and stars To cherish your beautiful faceI will spread a red carpet all along your wayThere you can walk on the flowersYou are my queen! , You knowYou need not go out for anythingYes everything will be at your serviceYou can think my poems are liesNo dear! from the day of our first meetingEverything is true and every word is trueDeath will die and tears will be disguisedUp to the separation of our hands in this earth